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George Writes His Essay

SIX!
Ohmygod...there was that six headed monster in the book, too. So life does imitate art. I'll keep repeating to myself: "It's only an epic; it's only an epic; it’s only an epic;…" And if I don't do my homework, then I'll probably have to work in the yard. Oh no! That's simply a metaphor for the whirlpool that almost sucked in Odysseus' ship, How does a kid find his way in life? Monsters on the right, whirlpools on the left; so many Gods plotting how to make every day miserable. My teachers think they’re Gods sometimes.
Oh, for one bright-eyed Athena of a teacher to understand…
God, I'm probably going to fail this essay because I'm using the "I" in my "voice!" Not to worry. I'll just rant and rage and think and write, THEN I'll go back and change everything to the third person—you know, the guy we never really get to meet. Really, it's like going on a date with a mannequin.
Somewhere in here is my thesis statement. I hope my teacher finds it. I hope I find it. I wonder if I just write what I know he wants to hear if he'll go easy on me. It works you know; I tried it once. [Actually, I just looked and I couldn't find my thesis statement. But, if he read this far and hasn't flunked me then maybe he'll read more. That would be kind of fun: Write something that keeps looking like it's leading somewhere wicked profound and then say "April Fools" at the end.]
I wonder if my teacher would find meaning and metaphor in that?
I love these short paragraphs. I'm already well over the minimum of five paragraphs. I really wonder who the first teacher was who ever coined the term "Five Paragraph Essay;" There's probably a statue somewhere. Ha, and the statue is holding a copy of The Odyssey in one hand and a gradebook in the other. LOL:) (Sorry, I thought I was texting…)
O.K. time to start writing: The Odyssey survives not because of what it is, but because of who it is. Figure that out for yourself my dear teacher—my teacher, who at this very moment is leaving to visit the New Bedford Whaling Museum for a day of "much needed" rest and relaxation, while we slave like oarsmen in a tempest over his stupid assignment.
New Bedford Whaling Museum! If he comes to class on Monday and even mentions Moby Dick,I'll quit school. I swear I will. I really don’t need him. I can make my own journey through life—and all because I read The Odyssey in 8th grade English class.
Where was I? This has got to be at least 500 words!
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